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Faster and faster down the hill he ran “Look left – look right,”
Past 37 and 39’s van. He sang as he roared
Past Roger’s Rekord – that was tight – Past the gold Cortina
“Sorry I hit you and broke your light.” And the Estate Agent’s board.
A final wave to the blue Mustang
Curtains are drawn and people are waving Before he hit the lamp post with
Left hand down – keep off the paving – a terrible BANG.
Oh, what fun as I fly along,
Wave to Grandpa at 41. Over the lamp post, footpath and all
Clean through the brand new garden wall.
Are Nicola and Andrew tucked up in bed? Stopped in the rose bed owned by Dick
Wake them and dress them and give them All Cecil could say was, “I feel sick.”
some bread.
Once I am clear of all these trucks
They can come to the park
and feed the ducks.

Past 43, 45, 47,
Cecil didn’t know it
But he was heading for heaven.

Now at the bottom of the hill
There runs a main road,
So Cecil checked again
In his Highway Code.

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